Peter Lokison

Youre who now?

(A/N for this chapter we're mostly gunna focus on Peter as I really don't want to copy from the movie anymore and be free to write like I like too. But for those who don't know the movie- just know that they load Loki onto the jet where Thor shows up to take Loki back, Thor tony and Steve fight and some cool shit happens but they eventually join together and bring Loki to the much bigger Quinjet and put him in angry baby jail.)

Peter rushes back to base to rally the troops as the jet disappears into the dark New York sky. Although his free will is very much restricted while under the control of Loki's staff, his worry for the now-evil father figure is true. So when I say he was swinging as fast as super-humanly possible, know I'm not lying. It's lucky the base it's that far from the heist because Peters arms feel like they'd fall off if he had to swing any farther.

The spider boy lands by the door to the garage of the underground facility and removes his glove, catching his breath and scanning his finger print on the scanner. The scanner completes its task with a small beep and activates the door which opens with a much louder grounding of metal on metal. It raises slowly and Peter, being an inpatient little bean, shimmies under the door as soon as he deems it big enough and it closes behind him. He pulls off his mask before continuing. Running down the damp hallway, his ears are filled with the slap of his feet against the pavement and soon with the voices of the soldier and scientists that reside in the unnamed underground base.

Clint notices something is off with Peter.

"What's wrong kid." He asks, looking around for danger. "Where is Loki?"

"T-that's just the thing Agent Clint! They took him!! Those rotten Avengers took my dad!!" Peter yells, raw emotion flowing bountifully in his voice. This catches the attention of those mind controlled there because, under the control of Loki, they all care for his well being very deeply.

"Calm down kid and tell me where they're taking him." Clint states much more calmly than he feels.

"I-I dunno, they just-just took him a-a-and-!" Peter starts rambling but Clint cuts him off, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Then let's wait and be patient. When he's ready for us, we will know. For now, let's get this machine up and running so it's ready for him when he gets back." Peter takes a deep breath and sighs.

"Ok... yea ok I'll try." He gives Clint a pity smile.

"Good kid." He ruffles Peters hair before walking off.

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Peter is just putting some finishing touches on the line of code he was working on when he feels it.

Loki is ready for them.

He jumps into action, "Doctor Selvig, is the machine ready yet?!"

"Just about, there's very little left to do." Selvig is running around the machine, working as fast as he can.

"There's no time left, let's pack this things up and get it on the road. You can finish it on the way. Peter, you help him." Barton steps in.

"Yes sir.!" Peter and the Doctor bark as the get to work getting the machine mobile. Meanwhile Barton is yelling at his men to get a truck empty and pulled up as close as possible.

Peter pick up the build with ease and jumps into the back on the truck. Faceless scientists scurry about getting everything the Doctor will need to finish. At this point, the work left is way above Peters pay grade, so it all down to Selvig to finish.

Generic hydra agents gather weapon and load them into the truck as well as themselves, they sit in the far back while the make-shift lab sits closer to the door.